The Spare Wife

Chapter 373 Step By Step
Sean curled his fingers tightly around the bottle of water and only spoke after a long pause. “I’m sure you can tell that I like you.
Why do you seem so indifferent toward me all the time?”
“I don’t think I have a reason to show any response to your unconvincing show of love,” Abigail replied. Perhaps he thinks that
being nice to me is his way of showing that he likes me. However, my guess is he only thinks that he likes me because he’s
resentful after being forced to get a divorce. Even though he didn’t decide to start a family out of love, he still wanted to go on
with the marriage at first. The strategies that he uses for his work didn’t help him in his marriage, and he’s unhappy to find out
that there’s a flaw in his skill set. That’s probably why he’s trying so hard to save this now.
Sean hadn’t expected to be so flustered by Abigail’s response. He hadn’t expected her to utter such a thing at all. “Our marriage
was a failure, Sean. It failed so badly that I’d rather marry anyone than you. You’re wondering how I remain indifferent toward
your gestures of fondness, but why don’t you wonder about all the times I’ve compromised with your needs in the past three
years?” Upon finishing her sentence, Abigail realized that a staff member was watching them from afar.
Is this the correct brand of water?” Abigail asked hurriedly.
“Yeah,” Sean replied with a nod. Abigail took another three bottles of the same water before she headed off to pay the bill. She
didn’t bother to check whether he followed behind her. When she returned to the ward, she realized that he wasn’t with her.
“Let’s go,” Analise said right after Abigail placed the water bottles down.
Abigail didn’t bother to question anything-she simply nodded before leaving with Analise. Sean’s words made Abigail feel bad,
but she didn’t reveal any of that in her expression.
Over the next few days, Abigail did her preparations for the program recording while also researching for the information she
needed. A few other people sent her private messages after that to provide her with more evidence. After compiling all the
messages, she sent them to a professional who could determine the validity of these claims. On the day that she was supposed
to head to the recording, she received news from the professional she had hired.
“The first message is legitimate, but the rest are fake: Abigail held onto her phone as she fell deep into thought. I didn’t announce
anything about the shady things that have been going on, and I remained friendly with Runway Capitalis for the rest of the time.
In that case, were the people who sent me the later messages trying to trick me? The message that didn’t provide any evidence
turned out to be true, yet the ones who

gave evidence turned out to be false. Do they expect me to speak up for them with the use of their evidence? Is Runway
Capitalis the one who’s directing all of this? Well, regardless of who’s behind this, perhaps I should make good use of all these.
After she got onto her flight, she forwarded the false messages to Eric. ‘Please send these out to people that you trust. Do it at
night. I want all of my screenshots with these people to be leaked.”
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‘Alright. Will it cause trouble for you?’ Eric replied.
‘No. I’ve already made the necessary arrangements. After texting Eric, Abigail sent another text to Ronaldo. ‘I need your help.
You’re going to like this job, she texted. Ronaldo’s reply came with a tone of excitement. I haven’t heard from you in so long, Ms.
Quinn! What do you need help with? Do you want to have some seafood? I’ll get someone to deliver it over by plane. I can send
it over in two hours, and I can guarantee that all of it is fresh!
Abigail couldn’t help but guffaw after seeing Ronaldo’s words. ‘I don’t think I’ll have time for it. Once you’ve helped me out, and
once I’m done with all my matters, I’ll bring you out for a meal, Abigail replied.
‘Deal!”
After Abigail told Ronaldo the gist of things, she threw her phone aside before getting some peace and rest. Once they arrived at
Capitalis, Abigail checked into a hotel that had been pre-arranged. Eric got to her soon after that. “You should stay here since
you don’t want to stay in the hotel that was prepared by the production team. I come here pretty often. What do you think of the
environment?” Eric approached Abigail in a friendly manner when he saw her.
“It’s pretty good,” she replied. The hotel was uniquely designed like a holiday resort. All the rooms were located on the same
floor, and the whole hotel took up a lot of land. There was a pool, a beach, and tons of greenery surrounding them. It made the
visitors feel like they were on a beach
vacation.
I’m glad you like it. I’ve inspected this place, so you’re safe here.” Eric was a thoughtful man.
“Thank you. Have you arranged everything for tonight?” Abigail gazed at him with twinkling eyes.

“Don’t worry, everything has been arranged. I’m just a little concerned about you.” There was an anxious look in Eric’s eyes as
he looked at the woman. Abigail looked out of the window and gazed at the night view for a while before she spoke confidently.
“Don’t worry. I’ve prepared a Plan B for myself, lest things go wrong at some point.”
Eric couldn’t contain the admiration he had for Abigail as he looked at her. Abigail, on the other hand, didn’t seem to notice the
look in his eyes. “This is a nice place. I’d like to take a stroll, but you can head off to rest first,” she uttered. Even though she was
busy with work, she often paid close attention to her surroundings in her process of creative work.
“Alright.” Eric decided not to bother her. After he left, Abigail pushed the glass door open and walked out into the night. Recently,
she initiated multiple interactions with Runway Capitalis’ official account. She was extremely pleasant toward them, and it was
her goal to make sure that they lowered their guard. Since they had the guts to harm me, now is my time to repay them with a
huge surprise. I’m going to show them that even a powerless person like me can make them suffer!